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Bliss Carman, et al., eds.  The World’s Best Poetry.
Volume IX. Tragedy: Humor.  1904.
 
Humorous Poems: V. Nonsense
Jabberwocky
Charles Lutwidge Dodgson (Lewis Carroll) (1832–1898)
 
’T WAS brillig, and the slithy toves
  Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
  And the mome raths outgrabe.
 
“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!        5
  The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
  The frumious Bandersnatch!”
 
He took his vorpal sword in hand:
  Long time the manxome foe he sought—        10
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
  And stood awhile in thought.
 
And as in uffish thought he stood,
  The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,        15
  And burbled as it came!
 
One, two! One, two! And through and through
  The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
  He went galumphing back.        20
 
“And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
  Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”
  He chortled in his joy.
 
’T was brillig, and the slithy toves        25
  Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
  And the mome raths outgrabe.
 
 
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